Yesterday, i dreamt of being outdoors. The scenery was bright daylight. I was at a property. There was an open field to my right vision and a wooden homestead, or simply a house to my left vision. Beyond the distance and slightly straight ahead but towards my right vision, there might have been a busy road and i might have imagined the sight and sound of the rushing cars.
While still at this position, i was talking to a bearded whitish man. He might have been wearing a normal lumberjack outfit, for his physique was that of someone who would normally wear such an outfit.
I mentioned to him that i would help him plant veggies in his open field. I might have looked down upon the soil and imagined some growing greenery or veggies.
I looked up, convincing him, as he smiled back with tears in his eyes. He was mouthing words that i didn’t hear but i had a sense of acknowledgement that he agreed. I noticed that his mouth was unusually wide from the length of the corners of his mouth.
I further thought afterwards that we’d throw parties and invite people over. I sensed or forced an imagination that he liked my ideas.
In another scene, i dreamt that i was helping Rush Limbaugh with something. I was at a bright outdoor scene. I saw a long whitish, dusty, narrowly worn road. The overall sides, if any, of this vision seems whitish, too.
Rush was wearing a whitish outfit. I sensed or at least imagined that outfit was relaxed and appropriate for sunny climates. I don’t remember if he wore his hat. But I do recall that domed bald head.
I approach him by walking along that narrow ally way and paused at what might have been a bicycle, but i want sure because i don’t recall and didn’t look at the object.
He appeared to be unloading or loading something from that bicycle object.
That’s it.